A whispering voice compels me... I stop unable to move. I listen closely, fearful and curious at the same time. 

The voice tells me not to run, I cannot escape. I know the shadow is right, but I run anyway. It's not more than a few yards before he catches me with his skeleton-bony fingertips, pinching me in the neck. Immediately I cringe with fright. I become numb; I can't move or even think straight. He then says he will tell me the truth.

In the raspiest whisper he spoke, "You will not perish today my love, but when you do your ass is mine." He then disappears into thin air. Days after this incident I am filled with nothing but fear and anxiety filling me from the inside out, I had what Dr. Stein called a nervous breakdown. It has been years since my episode, yet I still feel it waiting for me.

 I didn't know his name so I grew to call him the shadow mist, and I can feel him coming for me. I sense him stronger each night than the one before.

I often wonder is he the grim reaper, an angel of death? Is the shadow mist a demon waiting to imprison my soul? The only thing I do know is that he will find me that am inevitable. I can't stop it and I can't change it. I don't know when or how he will come to get me but he will. If you're reading this than he has found me.